Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

[BIRDS SINGING]

♪

♪

[DOOR WHOOSHES]

♪

Ciao, Gregor.

- [EARBUD BEEPS]

- I have Yovanovitch.

[ORLICK OVER COMM] Took you

long enough, Nadia.

Missed you, too, Bernard.

[ORLICK] Well, you know, they do say

a year away makes the heart grow fonder.

Although that didn't happen

with my ex-wife's heart.

Do you know that she had me living

in a condo in Encinitas

for an entire year?

Do you know where that is?

Encinitas?

- It's good to be back.

- Now, remember,

our intel says that

this shitbag is carrying

highly enriched uranium in that case

and he's intending to sell it to

any number of nefarious bidders.

I see you left me a few new toys.

Yes. I built them for my favorite spy.

Aw.

He hated them, and I didn't want them

- to go to waste, so

- assh*le.

[ORLICK] The compact can track

a target a mile away.

The perfume is a localized expl*sive.

What about the lipstick?

Lipstick.

Nothing more dangerous to

a pervy old man than red lips.

You would know.

- Got to go.

- [EARBUD BEEPS]

[LIGHTER CLICKING]

(ITALIAN) Anyone sitting here?

Got kicked out of first class.

They wouldn't let me smoke.

- This is a nonsmoking train.

- Oh, I don't smoke.

I just don't like being told I can't.

Seat's taken. I'm waiting for a friend.

Well, how about I keep you

company till they show?

The thing is, he's far more attractive,

and I'm a girl who paid

a fortune for a good view.

Is that right?

I mean, I'm surprised

you'd show your face at all.

- You got a mask I could borrow?

- I got dozens, love.

How about I call the rail line,

give you a refund?

Will they cover emotional damage?

[WHISPERS] I think

this is the quiet car.

[NADIA] Mm.

(MANDARIN) I told them

I was bringing him in myself.

What are you doing here, Mason?

Grace needed the best on this.

(GERMAN) Right. So, as I said,

what are you doing here?

We're a team.

(SPANISH) We were a team.

No comprende español.

What's with the wedding ring?

Oh. It's part of my cover.

Or maybe it's just an old habit.

I thought your old habit was lying.

I thought your old habit

was just leaving.

I've been in Berlin.

- Good schnitzel?

- I've been on mission.

How is Operation Bullshit?

Don't flatter yourself. He's got backup.

- You would've blown our cover.

- Uh-huh.

- I pursue. You flank.

- I pursue, you flank.

I don't flank. I'm not a flanker.

This is my mission. You flank, love.

His handler's in a tan

Tan suit. I know, love.

♪

[TRAIN RATTLING]

Hey! Pal.

You know what's gonna happen now, right?

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[SILENCED g*nshots]

- [SPLASHES]

- [GRUNTS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- [GRUNTING]

- [GARGLES]

[STRAINING]

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[NADIA] Gregor Yovanovitch?

I think you dropped it

in the passenger car.

[RUSSIAN ACCENT] Thank you.

Look, I don't know

if this is too forward

or anything, but

mind if I join you?

Not at all. Please.

I'm Charlotte.

- Gregor, of course.

- Hi.

I love your lipstick.

I thought you might.

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

You have beautiful eyes.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

What, has no one ever told you that?

[LAUGHING] No.

Oh-oh, oh.

Is that your foot?

Oh, no, Gregor.

[CLICK]

It's a .22 Beretta aimed at your nuts.

Now, if you're careless enough

to lose your wallet,

you sure can't be trusted with all

that uranium on a crowded train.

What are you, CIA?

- MI6?

- Oh, come on, Greg.

Do I look like a woman that

plays for the minor leagues?

You're Citadel.

I thought Citadel was a myth.

[BOTH GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

[GROANS]

The bag.

Now.

[SIGHS]

[NO ACCENT] Nadia.

That's your real name, right?

There is no uranium.

We fed false information to your people

to lure you here so I can

hand-deliver a message.

[GROANING, BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GRUNTING]

[STRAINING]

[YELLING]

[BOTH STRAINING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

Bernard, you got eyes on Nadia?

[ORLICK] Checking now.

Dining car.

On my way.

You know him, I imagine.

Vishal Rai.

He's got the most beautiful

apartment in Mumbai.

- Himari Tanaka in Tokyo.

- [g*nf*re ON VIDEO]

The Citadel tech team in Mexico City.

Milan, Paris, Cairo.

And hundreds and hundreds more.

The thing about myths

is that at the end of the day,

they're just stories.

Fallacies, lies.

Who the f*ck are you?

The truth is everywhere.

- [g*nf*re]

- [PASSENGERS SCREAMING]

- (ITALIAN) Give it to me.

- I think maybe you're outgunned.

Long ago, you convinced

yourselves of a lie.

That you at Citadel

are not agents but angels.

We waited a long time to wipe Citadel

from the face of the Earth.

And seeing you now, that

that

that look in your eyes

- it was worth the wait.

- [BELL DINGS, DOOR WHOOSHES]

- [GROANING]

- [SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

- How many?

- Six.

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[YELLS]

[GRUNTING AND GROANING CONTINUE]

Down!

Get down!

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

- We were set up.

- Who are they?

I don't know, but they're

burning Citadel to the ground.

- I need to tell you something.

- I lied to you.

I lied to you.

[ORLICK] Mason.

Bernard, we need evac.

- [STATIC DRONING]

- Bernard?

- Bernard?

- [GREGOR COUGHING]

Manticore will always find you.

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[MEDICAL MONITOR BEEPING]

♪

Help! Help!

[MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN]

[DOCTOR] You att*cked our best surgeon.

Broke his arm.

What happened?

There was an expl*si*n on board

a a passenger train.

You washed ashore in Lezzeno.

Do you remember being on that train?

No.

Do you remember your name?

Yeah, it's

[DOCTOR] It appears you're suffering

from retrograde amnesia,

which affects your memories.

Do you know a man named Kyle Conroy?

[MASON] No. Who's that?

[DOCTOR] You.

This was in your pocket.

As was this.

The American consulate can't

find any relatives

or records of you.

It's like you're a ghost.

[CAROLE KING: "SWEET SEASONS"]

Sometimes you win,

sometimes you lose ♪

And sometimes the blues

get a hold of you ♪

Oh, just when ♪

You thought you had made it ♪

All around the block,

people will talk ♪

Oh, people will talk ♪

Dad, pancakes are ready.

All that I've got ♪

I just don't want ♪

I don't want to ♪

Blueberry pancakes?

- How many of those are you gonna eat?

- All of them.

Save one for me, will you?

[REPORTER] in one of

the worst att*cks

since the fighting in the city began.

Domestic terror groups have

claimed responsibility

for the bombings as

the government readies for w*r.

This is the tenth such attack

[ABBY] All right.

Bus is here in five minutes.

- You ready for school?

- [HENDRIX] Yep.

Soccer cleats? Really, dude?

School shoes, now. Come on.

♪

[SIMMONS] You ever been

to therapy before?

In the beginning.

Then I stopped.

Why?

I was terrified of what I'd find.

You know, no one came looking

for me after the accident.

Can you imagine

how horrible I must have been

to not have one single person

come looking for me?

So, if you're so afraid

of what you'll find,

why are you here now?

'Cause I feel like

I'm keeping secrets from myself.

And I just need to know.

I need to know.

So when my daughter asks me,

you know, "What was your mom like?"

Did I have a dad or a dog

or make wishes?

See, I got nothing to give her.

And, uh and she should know.

She deserves to know.

And I deserve to know.

And, uh

you know, when they pulled me

from the water, I

I had a wedding ring and, uh

These past few months,

I've been having these

visions of a of a woman.

A woman?

Yeah, I-I think she was

on that train with me.

I know she was. And, uh

if I can find out who she is,

then maybe I can find out who I am.

Kyle

as much as I'd love to charge you weekly

and make a small fortune

off your condition,

I think the best course

would be to swab your DNA,

run it through one of

the national databases,

see if we can find

any relatives, any information.

Yeah, I did that before,

and nothing showed.

Well, the technology's gotten

more advanced since then.

[DAHLIA] Mr. Secretary,

thank you for coming to see me

at such short notice.

[MCCULOUGH] Madam Ambassador.

I would've met you in D.C.,

but roses can be needy little wankers.

[MCCULOUGH CHUCKLES]

Let me cut to the liver, Harold.

Eight years ago, when Citadel fell,

it buried its trove of secrets

in a tungsten-fortified case.

Secrets that may have included

black site locations,

agent identities, even nuclear codes.

And I've just learned that your CIA

recently discovered the whereabouts

of this Citadel X Case.

The UK ambassador is asking

the secretary of state

to divulge national security secrets?

I'm not asking

in my capacity as ambassador.

No, no, this is

this is for a different cause.

A greater cause.

The truth.

I don't work for Manticore anymore.

We've helped you before, so

now we're calling in our favor.

So, what will it be, Harold?

Shall we plant expl*sives

on your daughter's

British Airways flight tomorrow

as she flies home from Oxford?

Or shall we abduct your wife

and bury her alive in my rose garden?

You tell me.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

[BUZZING CONTINUES]

[PHONE BEEPS]

Ma'am?

[DAHLIA] How is the wedding?

[DAVIK] It's over.

I'm sure the bride looked darling.

I have another job for you, Davik.

They found the Citadel X Case.

It's been moved to a CIA black site

at a shipping yard in Miami.

I want you to retrieve it.

Understood.

Is your brother up for this?

Of course he's up for this.

[DAHLIA] Ah, he cost us

dearly in Beijing.

- He's letting things slide.

- [CHOKING]

The families weren't pleased.

Did you hear that, Anders?

[GASPS, GRUNTS]

Yeah.

I hear you, Dahlia, loud and clear.

We're on it.

[ORLICK] Oh, yes.

I love this game.

Okay, guys, we're gonna play a game.

The rules are simple.

Whoever guesses

three distinctive features

of an opponent's Secret Someone wins.

I mean, it's pretty easy, right?

Okay, great. Here we go. I'll begin.

Does your Secret Someone

have blond hair?

Yes.

That's one for me.

Go ahead. Your turn.

Does your Secret Someone have freckles?

No.

Okay. Does your Secret Someone

have a mustache?

What the f*ck is wrong with you?

[ORLICK] Okay. Just you and me.

Does your Secret Someone know

why your Manticore pal

Dahlia Archer had a meeting

with Secretary McCulough

yesterday at her home?

[BREATHING SHARPLY]

Hmm?

She wanted the location

of Citadel's X Case.

Why?

Nuclear codes.

That's interesting.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

Oh, my God.

- Yeah.

- [CHUCKLES]

No No!

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Just a sec.

"Just a sec"?

What kind of shady shit

you doing in here?

Little rub and tug?

No.

Good.

'Cause it was fantasy suites

on The Bachelor,

and I just finished a glass of wine.

A whole glass of wine?

A whole half.

- Hendrix asleep?

- Mm-hmm.

- Abby C.

- [LAUGHS]

Will you accept this rose?

[LAUGHING] I love you.

What's wrong?

Kyle.

[HENDRIX FROM OTHER ROOM] Dad?

Earth to Kyle.

[HENDRIX] Dad!

I got it.

[DOOR OPENS]

I'm right here.

Had another nightmare.

- Another one?

- Mm-hmm.

What was it this time?

Some of the kids in school

said that we're gonna get bombed

and there was a w*r.

And people are gonna

eat people, including me.

Well, some of the kids

at school are stupid.

[HENDRIX CHUCKLES]

I'm not gonna let anything

happen to you.

Did your dad tuck you in

when you had bad dreams?

I don't remember.

Do you want to remember?

Time for sleep, sweetheart.

[WHISPERS] Good night, beautiful.

[HENDRIX SIGHS]

♪

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

♪

[SETS LIGHTER DOWN]

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

- Hey.

- [ABBY] There's someone in the house.

♪

Abby!

- [GRUNTS]

- Kyle.

- Dad!

- Get in the car. Get in the car!

For goodness' sake,

we're not who you think we are.

Kyle Conroy, Abigail Conroy,

Hendrix Conroy.

Right? How did I do? Get in the car.

Take me. You don't need them.

- Do you know who I am?

- No.

- Do you know where we're going?

- No.

Then how the f*ck

do you know what I need?

Get in the car. Back up. Back up.

Get in.

Come on.

Let's go.

That's it.

It's all right. We're okay.

Everything's gonna be all right.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Cabin secure.

- Put them to sleep.

- [WHIRRING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Dispensing.

Dispensing.

[ORLICK] Let's go.

[KYLE] Don't you do that,

you son of a b*tch! No!

- [HENDRIX] Mom!

- [ABBY] No. No, no.

[KYLE] Don't you do that!

[HORN BLASTING]

♪

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[METALLIC CREAKING]

- [ELECTRONIC TRILLING]

- [LOCK CLUNKS]

[WOMAN] Okay, everybody. Here we go.

We're live in three, two

[MARJORIE] Ambassador,

do you believe that

certain nation-states are too powerful,

with monopolies on natural resources,

possession of nuclear weapons,

inclinations to wage w*r

to further GDP interests?

Sounds like a gotcha question, but yes.

Would you support limiting the powers

of a nation that may pose

a global threat?

I would.

As would the prime minister,

who I so proudly represent here today.

[MARJORIE] So you would support

limiting the powers

of Great Britain?

[DAHLIA SIGHS]

Surely, you would recognize that

Great Britain and her allies

have invaded other countries,

destabilized economies,

created an oligarchy that is run

by crooked politicians

and corporate titans.

I don't recognize that, Marjorie, no.

This is a nation that has ended wars,

sometimes before they've even begun,

protected natural resources,

and furthered peace

and humanity worldwide.

Some would say you are

the queen of alternative facts.

Let me be clear.

I take great pride in

Britain's standing in the world,

in the choices she's made.

And let me say this, too.

We will strike back in force

against any entity

that threatens our democracy,

whether that be hackers,

a foreign government

or, say, an agent of the press

leading a dangerous

misinformation campaign

to further foreign state interests.

[PRODUCER] And we're cut.

[MARJORIE] Did you just call me

a Russian asset on live TV?

Come on now, dear. I didn't say Russian.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

The brothers have the X Case,

but the lock is heavily encrypted.

They're headed to New York to decode it.

[DAHLIA] The families will be pleased.

Tell Davik I want that information

- the moment it's ready.

- Of course, ma'am.

[ELECTRICAL BUZZING]

♪

I apologize for the theatrics,

but it's for your safety and ours.

Who are you people?

Where's our daughter?

I'm Bernard Orlick.

- This is my wife Joe.

- Ex-wife.

Ex-wife.

- This is my wife Sandra.

- Hi.

And your daughter is downstairs

and safe with our daughter Val.

I swear to God,

if you lay a finger on her

Lay a finger on her?

I brought you here to keep you safe.

Keep us safe?

You gassed us in your truck.

I'm sorry, there wasn't really time

for a cappuccino and a chat.

You're lucky that I found you

before Manticore could.

- What do you want from us?

- Listen, 23andMe.

You've been searching

to find out who you are, right?

What happened to you eight years ago?

Well, look no further.

We're here to help you.

Why should I trust anything you say?

Because, believe it or not,

we're old friends.

It's good to see you, Mason.

- Mason?

- Mm-hmm.

Ready to find out who you are?

[ORLICK ON VIDEO] Okay,

logging Agent Mason Kane.

Mission scan initializing.

- Stand still.

- [MASON] I am standing still.

[ORLICK] Okay, now smile.

- I'm not gonna f*cking smile.

- You see what a joy you were?

[ORLICK ON VIDEO] Command says

you have to smile.

[MASON] Mason Kane doesn't smile.

You talked about yourself

in the third person.

[ORLICK ON VIDEO] Fine.

How about a smize?

That's where you smile with your eyes.

I'm gonna k*ll you, Bernard.

I'll actually k*ll you.

It was a very hostile workplace.

[ORLICK ON VIDEO] How about you

try k*lling me with kindness?

- [MASON] f*ck me.

- f*ck me.

You're telling me I was a spy.

Why do you think

there was no trace of you?

Because there is no Kyle Conroy.

- Bingo, my friend.

- It's an alias.

One of many I came up with for you.

I have a gift for names.

I mean, I have many gifts.

And my scars, they're, what,

b*llet wounds, knife wounds?

Machete wounds, shrapnel wounds,

oyster shucker wounds

the list is endless.

[KYLE] So what were we?

CIA? Special forces?

[ORLICK] Nope. What you were was a myth.

What you were was Citadel.

Citadel?

I thought you had a gift for names.

[ORLICK] For as long

as they've been around,

spy agencies have started wars,

assassinated world leaders,

k*lled innocents.

So, a century ago,

a group of spies and friends

recruited individuals

from around the world

to create a spy organization

loyal to no man

and to no nation.

Loyal only to the safety

and security of all people.

You wouldn't know we existed,

but we helped shape

every major event for good

in the past 100 years.

- We were the good guys.

- Mm-hmm.

The last line of defense

for good in the world.

But then, eight years ago,

we were double-crossed

by one of our own, an unknown agent

who took a list

of all of Citadel's spies

and transferred it into the wrong hands.

They tried to k*ll me on that train.

Mm-hmm.

I've been searching for

eight years for survivors.

I thought that only one

Citadel spy had survived.

Luckily, this Citadel spy

was head and shoulders above the rest.

The agency's tech genius.

Destined to carry the world

on his back like Atlas.

Please don't tell me.

- His name?

- Is it you?

- Jesus Christ.

- No.

Bernard Orlick.

Watch your feet.

Come here.

This is who we're fighting against.

"Manticore"? They did this?

Manticore emerged eight years ago

with the as*ault on Citadel,

when they m*rder*d

thousands of Citadel spies.

Manticore was founded by eight

of the wealthiest families

from around the world,

who built their own spy network

to manipulate world events

and amass wealth and power.

And with Citadel slaughtered

and my tech in their hands,

they wreaked havoc.

Oil crises, grid failures,

catastrophic wars.

You didn't bring us here

to keep us safe.

I brought you here because

I very much need your help.

Mason's help.

Early this morning, Citadel's X Case,

containing all our secrets,

was stolen by two Manticore agents.

The kind of secrets that can

m*rder millions of people

or hold entire nations hostage.

And now those two agents

are on their way to New York

to tear open that case.

And if they succeed,

Manticore will have, among other things,

all the codes to every

nuclear w*apon in the world.

Excuse me.

So I need you to come

to New York with me

and get that case

before Manticore can open it.

I need Mason Kane.

Well, I'm not him.

I coach Little League.

I think you'll find that there is

a lot more of him in you

than you realize.

The f*ck is wrong with you?

There's my guy.

Your mind may not remember,

but your body does.

I mean, you were our top spy, after all.

I was Citadel's top spy?

Well, no, not really the top spy.

I mean, you did have a a partner.

I mean, alone, you two were

you know, you-you were amazing,

but together, you were hot stuff.

What was her name?

Her name was Nadia Sinh.

You help me get that case,

I'll help you remember

who you were and who she was.

Who she was?

Nadia sent a Mayday call

the day that Citadel fell.

And then after that, she went dark.

I think she's dead.

If Manticore gets those nuclear codes,

I promise you, they will not hesitate

to k*ll you, to k*ll Abby

and to k*ll Hendrix.

You want to save your family?

Come with me.

[GASPS]

[SNIFF'N'THE TEARS: "DRIVER'S SEAT"]

♪

Doing all right ♪

A little jiving on a Saturday night ♪

And come what may ♪

Gonna dance the day away ♪

♪

- The news is blue ♪

- The news is blue ♪

It has its own way to get to you ♪

Ooh ♪

- What can I do? ♪

- What can I do? ♪

I'll never remember my time with you ♪

♪

Driver's seat ♪

Ooh, driver's seat ♪

Yeah ♪

Doing all right ♪

Ooh ♪

A little jiving on a Saturday night ♪

Yeah ♪

And come what may ♪

Ooh ♪

Gonna dance the day away ♪

Yeah ♪

Driver's seat ♪

Ooh ♪

Driver's seat ♪

Yeah ♪

Jenny was sweet ♪

- Ooh ♪

- There is no elite ♪

Yeah ♪

Pick up your feet ♪

Ooh ♪

[SONG FADES]